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koisuko · 7 months

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can i get headcanons of petnames the earthrealm gang and others would give their S/O?

Note: these are all predictions based on my observations of their behaviors, some also inspired by others, let me know if you feel they are inaccurate!

tw: none, fluff, fem leaning pet names, this is a long one *sweats*

ft. Liu Kang, Bi-han, Kuai Liang, Raiden, Tomas, Kenshi, Johnny, Kung Lao

Bi-Han

Dove, wife, love, my heart, my snowflake, little warrior, my queen, little mouse, hun, gem, beloved, blossom

this man is not one for open acts of affection Infront of others, these would be in private most likely. But when he's around you, behind closed doors, he's a real softy. He also gives me possessive vibes, so this inspired some. (Due to his closed off demeanor, this was by far the hardest to decipher.)

Kuai Liang

my heart, my love, little flame, baby, beauty, my queen, little dragon, my one, darling, firefly/dragonfly

Like his brother, he would keep open acts of affection to a minimum. Not because he's uncomfortable showing it, he would just rather keep those special moments between the two of you. Although, he is more than willing to show how much he loves you Infront of others.

Tomas Vrbada

my love, baby, koloušek (little deer), sweetheart, angel, my queen, honey, beautiful

Tomas would most likely be more open than his brothers, showing affection whenever he's in your presence. He definitely gives me the vibe that he would be very soft, gentle, and shy when using these with you however.

Johnny Cage

dream girl, honey, hot stuff, doll face, kitty/kitten, sexy, beautiful, smoke show, my girl, baby/baby girl/babe, the mrs. , sweetheart, princess, wonder woman, good lookin', my superstar, eye candy

Johnny is by far the most open, PDA isn't even in his dictionary. If you're their, he's calling you all of the above with no shame. He hopes people are looking when he kisses you in public and calls you princess. He wants everyone around to know you're his and his only. (Johnny is an open book so he was the easiest to come up with)

Liu Kang

my treasure, my queen, my love, my heart, jewel, goddess, my everything, my one, my light, beloved, lovely, gem

Liu Kang is a busy man, working as earthrealm's protector and god of fire and all. When he gets the chance to, however, he's holding you close and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. He is a very humble man, and sees his s/o as someone to worship, someone he holds dearly to his heart and would show this any chance he gets. Pet names, holding hands, and gentle hugs in public are the farthest he goes, he is respectful and would rather keep his private life well..private.

Raiden

my love, beautiful, darling, my queen, my spark, sunshine, angel, precious, lovely, little butterfly, my one

Raiden would be much like Liu Kang and Tomas, showing only soft affection with a shy smile in public and keeping his full love for you hidden from prying eyes. Like Liu Kang, he is very respectful and would also worship his lover. If his love wanted his to show more affection in public? Consider it done, although expect a deep red to engulf his face in a rush of embarrassment if anyone (cough cough johnny) teases him on the matter.

Kenshi Takahashi

baby, love, honey, sweetheart, angel, princess, beautiful/gorgeous, wife, cutie, my rose, pretty, my girl

Kenshi is possessive, within limits, not overly so but you are his and his only. He will show his affection in public through hand holding, forehead kisses, long hugs, and lots of small sweet kisses on your lips and face. He will most likely point out all of his favorite features about you, one kiss at a time. He would still prefer to keep it private, but if someone oversteps, he's pulling you close and calling you his.

Kung Lao

love, baby, honey, sweetheart, doll, beautiful, honey/hun, candy, blossom, baby cakes, hot stuff, dumpling, cutie, cupcake

Kung Lao is a foodie, expect a lot of nicknames related to food. His cocky behavior shows in the nicknames he gives, giving you sarcastic and joking nicknames in public, causing a bit of banter between you two. In private he's letting you know you're his, in the softest way possible. He's very respectful of women in particular, he would never call you names to hurt your feelings, especially you being his special someone.

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saetoru · 2 years

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praising mammon as you stroke his cock after his brothers have been especially mean. giving his forehead soft kisses as he whimpers softly, telling him he’s your favorite while he cums, that no one looks as pretty

#𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 — 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍.

tags: nsfw 18+, gn! reader, hand jobs, praise

notes: moans :,) i want this. also THEYRE SO MEAN TO MY BABY AND FOR WHAT

a small part of mammon almost wants to make his brothers even more mad, there’s a tiny part of him screaming that if he does, they’ll be harsh again—and then you’ll pamper him like this even more. he pants, head thrown back as you kiss his neck, hand stroking his cock slowly. it’s almost a little too slow—but you want to take your time with him, want to remind him just how perfect he is to you.

“you look so pretty,” you murmur, squeezing his tip as he whines, hips bucking into your fist as he chases the friction, “are you sure you’re a demon? look like an angel to me, baby,” you grin, watching as his eyes shut and his cheeks burn crimson.

“s-stop…stop sayin’ things like that,” he huffs, moaning when your thumb glides through his slit, and it’s weeping with pre cum. his cock is pulsing, hot and heavy in your hold, and he’s aching—he needs to cum in your hand right now but you’re insisting on being so slow. he almost thinks you’re punishing him yourself, in your own twisted little way. “go faster—fuck, what are ya waitin’ for,” he pouts.

you hum, pressing a gentle little kiss to his forehead, free hand smoothing through his locks as your palm drags up and down his length—still agonizingly slow. and mammon isn’t used to touch that’s so delicate, so deliberately sweet and laced with care. any other day, and he’d be embarrassed by the sounds that you force out of him, but today he can’t bring himself to care.

“but i wanna take my time with you,” you whisper against his skin, breath fanning over him and making him shiver. you kiss his forehead again before trailing them to his cheek, “want to make sure you know how good you are.”

he lets out a choked whimper, chest rising and falling with his erratic breaths, hips rutting into your hand as best as he can with you straddling his waist.

“f-feels good,” he whines, “more…need more.”

“i know, baby,” you hum, and he’s ecstatic—he’s never heard you call his brothers by a pet name like that before, “so sweet to me, always watching out for me. you’re precious, did you know that?”

he digs his head into your neck—it’s almost too much, almost makes him overwhelmed with the way your words are so sweet, and your hand feels so good—and then you squeeze his tip again and he lets out a muffled whine.

mammon has always hated when you hear his brother’s jeers, has always had to push down the fear that maybe one day, the words might just stick and you might just believe them too. and he hides it—he hides it well, takes the taunts and insults like they ricochet off his skin. but sometimes they settle down deep, right into his bones as they weigh him down.

you scatter kisses all over his face, let your lips paint over his rosy cheeks, and this time something else beside harsh words seeps through his skin—something sweet and warm and kind. he lets out a shaky exhale, hands gripping your waist tightly and pulling your body closer against his.

“always make me feel safe too,” you murmur, nipping at his skin as you trail your lips down the column of his neck. “you’re nothing but sweet deep down,” you chuckle, smiling against him as he gulps, “my sweet boy. that’s why you’re my first.”

something crossed between a moan and a choked sob leaves his lips at that, and you gift him with a faster rhythm, hand pumping his cock quicker now. the ache between his legs builds, making his head fall back as his mouth parts with wanton moans spilling past his lips. your other hand brushes back hair that clings to his sweaty forehead, thumb trailing down to trace his cheek lightly before you feel his cock twitch in your hand.

“gonna cum,” he rasps, “fuck, ‘m so close,” he groans, and it doesn’t take long after, just a few more drags of your palm and he chokes on a moan, falling off the edge with thick spurts of cum that paint your hand. you watch his cock twitch with each rope, watch his jaw slack and his features tense with pleasure, and you smile before pressing just a few more kisses to his forehead.

he deserves them you think, he deserves to feel something tender and warm.

“look so perfect,” your lips whisper against his blazing skin, “my favorite. you’re my favorite you know—bet no one looks as good as you like this, cumming for me.”

“sh-shit, like that,” he pants, bucking into your hand as you stroke him through his orgasm, helping him ride out his high. “ya b-better mean it,” and he tries to sound stern, but you hear the slight waver in mammon’s voice.

“mhm,” you hum, “of course i do. my prettiest boy. the greatest.” now that—that’s exactly what he needs to hear, it’s exactly what he craves to be told for once. he buries his face into your neck, feeling your hand cup the back of his head as he whines as he finishes, shuddering as you milk the last few drops.

he pants, catching his breath for a few moments before speaking. “course i’m your favorite, i already knew that. ya can’t get enough of me, right?” and if you didn’t know any better, you’d say his tone is pleading right now.

“there’s never getting enough of you, mammon,” you chuckle, grinning to yourself when you feel the small smile that stretches on his lips against your neck.

“don’t go tellin’ people i like bein’ pampered, ya hear? i’ll eat ya. in one bite,” he warns, biting his lip to fight back a grin as you giggle softly.

“wouldn’t want that,” you murmur, “i’ll keep it to myself.”

i would willingly eat raisins for him. that’s how much i’d sacrifice. i love him greatly.

#teepods.writings #thirstee!#thirsts.#mammon x reader #mammon x you #mammon x mc #mammon smut #obey me x reader #obey me x you #obey me x mc #obey me smut

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ikigaisvt · 5 months

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lucky

in which your boyfriend realizes how lucky he is to have you.

pairing: idol!jeonghan x gender neutral!reader words: 1.6k content: fluff, comfort warnings: jeonghan is exhausted/sad and he cries, petnames (for jeonghan: angel, babe, baby, love / for reader: precious), mention of food and eating. note 1.0: omg sammy posting smth?!?? thought we'd never see that again,,, felt like writing fluff lately since i feel there's a Lot of smut for seventeen so here i am feeding my own wishes note 2.0: this idea came after seeing the last inside seventeen where jeonghan looked tired at the end (and it's so unusual of him, to show how tough something is). also felt awful yesterday night, and instead of being comforted by him, i wished to comfort him. minors are allowed to interact but please don't follow. hope everyone likes it, please be nice i haven't wrote anything in month,, reblog/feedbacks are always appreciated!

Jeonghan has always felt lucky to be an idol. Of course, as any job does, it has its downsides – and this one has a lot, despite what he can say. He never once complained about his job, no matter what can happen. Being able to share his love for music to his fans, his brothers by his side is the biggest blessing of his life. That is well known to his family, his fans but mostly you, his partner, who hears him pours his heart out about his job until dawn.

However, there are days when it is harder than usual; days where practice or filming is so hard, he wishes to go home and sleep the worries away; days where he questions if he actually was made for that job. Today, that came in the form of a hard practice. What maybe Jeonghan hasn’t realized yet is how lucky he is to have you, especially at the end of a tough day.

You haven’t seen your boyfriend a lot lately as he was busier than usual; preparing for his new comeback as well as going overseas to film content. However, as he has been back from Hungary a few days ago, you knew you’d be able to see him again today. You spent hours cleaning your apartment, cooking his favorite meals and stocking up on his favorite drinks, picking shows and music to listen to so you could spend the night talking, catching up together and laughing at the new memories he made. You were looking forward to it, but most importantly, you were looking forward to seeing him again. To feel his presence, to hear his voice and laugh and to be able to touch him. Oh, how much you missed him.

As you finished preparing everything for him, you were lounging on your couch, the TV playing quietly in the background. Looking at the hour on your phone, you realized it was almost 11pm – which meant you were only minutes away from seeing your boyfriend. Getting up from the couch, you went to the kitchen to warm up his meal. You started pulling out different plates – jajagmyeon, tangsuyuk, kimchi pancakes and tteokbokki. "Okay, maybe I made too much this time, but I just want him to eat well," you think out loud. While you were filling smaller plates with side dishes, you heard the door opening, signaling that your boyfriend was finally home. Leaving the food behind, you left the kitchen to find your boyfriend – disheveled, hair picking out in all ways and tiredness showing on his face, struggling to get his shoes off.

“Jeonghan,” you call out to him softly, his head lifting up to find your eyes. And that’s when you realize how tired he really is. His smile is meekly showing up, his hair looks like he ran his hand through it multiple times – which is something he does when he is frustrated, dark circles are showing under his eyes but mostly, his eyes look sad, the usual playful lightness in them gone. “Are you okay?” you ask, your hand reaching out to him to let him know he is not alone.

“I-” he starts, his voice breaking a little bit, before clearing his throat, “I’m okay, I just can’t seem to get my shoes off.” he says, bending once again to work on the shoelaces.

You watch him for only a few seconds before sitting on the little step in your entryway, “Here, let me help you,” you say, gently tapping the floor in front of you, silently telling him to put his feet forward as you chase his fingers away.

“Babe, no-” he starts protesting, his fingers brushing with yours, trying to untie the knot faster.

“Shh,” you say calmly, getting a hold of his fingers, squeezing and letting go to work on the knots again, his feet slightly moving towards you, “You really tightened those well. That’s good, don’t want you falling down on your shoelaces during practice.” You say lightly, trying to make your boyfriend lighten up. You get his first shoe off, placing it gently next to yours, before working on the second one. As you were almost done with the second knot, you feel something wet falling on your hand, and you look up to see Jeonghan looking down at you, eyes filled with tears.

“Hey, hey, hey,” you say, getting a hold of his hand, “You’re okay, it’s fine,” you reassure him, squeezing his fingers tighter as he looks away from you, ears slightly red from the embarrassment of crying in front of you, his girlfriend. That’s such a Jeonghan thing, you tell yourself, “Let me get this one off and then we’ll get you to the couch, okay?” you tell him, earning a little nod as an answer. You get his second shoe off in record time and gently get up from the ground as you reach out for his hand, pulling him behind you as you lead him to the living room.

Reaching the couch, you make him sit down first before sitting down next to him, pulling your linked hands on your lap, your thumb slightly caressing his hand, “Are you okay?” you ask gently, trying to find his eyes but all he does is look down at his lap.

“I’m okay- Sorry about all this, practice was hard and I know you were excited about having a good time but stuffs happened and yeah-” he starts ranting as you listen intently to whatever he has to say, “Ah, sorry again. I’m rambling. I’m okay,” he says again, almost as he tries to convince himself, too, “Really.” He confirms as he meets your eyes, his smile not even reaching his cheeks.

“Love, you may be able to lie to your members but this doesn’t work with me,” you chuckle slightly, “What can I do?”

“I-” he starts, blush creeping on his neck again, his eyes looking around the room, “Will you hold me?” he whispers, hoping you heard him right as he finds your eyes again.

“Of course, angel,” you say as you lean back on the couch, opening your arms for him, his head finding a place to rest on your chest, “Let’s just stay like that for a little while, hm?” you whisper as you start running your fingers through his hair, “You can tell me anything, in case you need to pour it out.”

A few minutes passes by where you can only hear his soft breath – and little sniffles, his body slightly relaxing into yours as if it realizes it’s now finally home. “Practice was so hard today,” he says softly, his arm squeezing your waist a little more, your shirt getting wet with more tears, “That new choreography requires so much attention to details and we need to keep our energy up throughout all of it. I guess I wasn’t prepared to put that much work in it today.” He sighs as you let him know you’re still listening through little hums, “And we’ve just been back from Hungary, my body is still used to that time zone so I have a hard time sleeping. Also, I’ve missed you so I haven’t been able to recharge my batteries at all.” He admits, knowing he would have felt better if he saw you more in the past month.

“I’ve missed you too,” you tell him, leaving a little kiss on the top of his head.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes again, “For my mood and for ruining tonight.” He says softly, as more tears fall down.

“Baby, angel,” you say, your voice almost breaking to seeing your boyfriend like this, “Please don’t ever be sorry. Your job is not easy, you’re doing so much at all times and you do it well. It’s only normal for you to break down from time to time,” you whisper, running your fingers down his back, “I am so glad you decided to still come to me. It means the world. Please always come to me,” you tell him as he looks up at you, “Anytime you break down, I’ll help you build yourself up stronger, okay? You didn’t ruin anything, you’ll never do so. Your presence is always welcomed, no matter your mood. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, precious.” He says, as he gets up a little to meet your lips. You can taste the sadness – and the saltiness of his tears – on his lips as you take it away from him, take everything bad away from him, lodging it deep in your own body. So it can never hurt him again. You kiss once, you kiss twice, you kiss thrice; you kiss until there is no more sadness within him. You kiss until he can feel how you will always be here for him.

“Feeling better?” you question as you pull away from his lips, brushing hair out of his face and meeting his now shining eyes.

“Very much so,” he chuckles lightly, his forehead resting on yours, “Thank you,” he says, leaving a kiss on your forehead before finding rest on your shoulder.

“Wanna eat now?” you ask, still running your fingers along his back.

“Yes actually,” he says, looking up at you, “I’m so hungry,” he says in a whisper, still making no attempt to move away from you.

“I made so much, I hope you’ll love it,” you answer him, still not getting up either.

“Let’s just- Let’s just stay like this for a little longer, hm?” he tells you, wrapping his arms around your middle, cuddling even closer – if that’s even possible, “Food can wait.”

Jeonghan truly feels lucky to be an idol – on most days, at least. But if he had to mention one thing, he feels the luckiest about – it’s to be your boyfriend.

aaaaa thank you so much for reading! i forgot how nervewracking it was to post something- please like, reblog, comment and i'll love you forever!!

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generalllimaginesss · 8 months

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jackhughes

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jackhughes I’ve never been one for sappy posts, but this past year with this little one has been heaven on earth. I’ve heard so many parents complain about lack of sleep, crying, and so many other things, but how can you complain when there’s something so innocent looking at you like this angel looks at us? I’d do this over a million times if it meant you stay this little forever. Happy first birthday. Always and forever going to be my little girl.

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lhughes_06 Thanks for making me the favorite uncle, bro.

_quinnhughes You’re not the favorite.

lhughes_06 Oh my bad, I’ve never heard her say your name so I thought she just didnt know you existed🫢

_quinnhughes she’s one. How tf is she supposed to say a “q” when she’s one?? I wasn’t the one that was 2 days late to the birth because of “plans that you couldn’t get out of.” 🫢

jackhughes if Quinn didn’t live in the middle of nowhere Canada he’d be the favorite by a long shot🫢

elblue6 I could not have chose a better daughter-in-love or granddaughter for my sweet boy. Nonna and Poppa love all three of you beyond words! Also, is my little angel walking yet?

y/nhughes We love you more! She’s not quite able to walk on her own yet, but Jack is making sure she learns to skate before she walks😉

elblue6 I expected nothing less coming from him lol!

trevorzegras it’s cute watching Quinn and Luke argue over who the favorite uncle is when I’m holding her right now. She may not be able to say my name, but she sure as hell cries when I’m not holding her 🫢

_quinnhughes you traumatize her so much when you hold her that she has to let it out when you’re not.

lhughes_06 she probably has ptsd from looking at your face

trevorzegras anyways, happy birthday to my sidekick. Can’t wait to piss your mom and dad off together when you’re older🫶

nicohischier the best thing to come from a Hughes brother. Happy birthday, love!

jackhughes that was a very unnecessary backhanded compliment, Nico.

lhughes_06 I once brought you brownies to practice. I’m hurt.

nicohischier You’re brownies were burnt.

_quinnhughes are you comparing our niece to burnt brownies Luke?

lhughes_06 Quinn, you’re irrelevant.

colecaufield since everybody else ruined your sappy post…Buddy you’re the best dad. She’s absolutely perfect, just like her mom.

trevorzegras I’m deceased

jackhughes I may not be perfect, but at least I’m not Zegras’s bitch

jackhughes sorry I meant caddy. Damn autocorrect.

y/nhughes love you coley!

jackhughes really y/n?

_alexturcotte happy birthday to my favorite baby. make another one so I can have 2 favorites.

jackhughes gotta talk to y/n about that. If it were up to me we’d have 12.

y/nhughes you can have all the babies you want when you push them out :)

y/nhughes our beautiful little family. You both make life so precious.

jackhughes we would be lost without Mama💜

y/nhughes

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y/nhughes On the left was our first day home, and on the right is you just now. They weren’t lying when they said time is a thief. I went through the worst pain in my life bringing you into this word, little girl, but you made me forget about it the second I heard your first cry. Happy first birthday, angel. Mama and Dada love you infinitely times one hundred.

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nhl Happy birthday Baby Hughes!

fanuser1 she’s so perfect. So happy for the Hughes family! Happy birthday!

_quinnhughes Uncle Q’s favorite girl. Happy birthday!

_alexturcotte The sweetest little family. Now add more. ps happy birthday beautiful.

y/nhughes We love you, Turcs! Our favorite babysitter😉

_alexturcotte the true favorite uncle doesn’t have to brag about it🤷‍♂️

fanuser2 I didn’t like y/n at first, but she’s grown on me.

jackhughes same tbh

y/nhughes Jack I stg if you don’t shut up…

bff.user you may have a lot of boys arguing about the favorite uncle, but I’m secure in knowing I’m the best aunt😙

trevorzegras we can be the aunt and uncle power couple😛

bff.user @jackhughes put your friend on a leash

jackhughes I’ll put a muzzle on him while I’m at it.

trevorzegras you all love me ;)

jackhughes unfortunately

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elblue6 Happy birthday to Nonna and Poppa’s favorite girl! You’re little heart is too good for this world, but we are so blessed for you to share it with us. You look so much like your mama, but you act just like your dada! (I’m saying a prayer for your mom). We can not wait to celebrate you this weekend! With love, Nonna and Poppa.

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#jack hughes #nhl imagine #trevor zegras #alex turcotte #cole caufield #jack hughes imagines #nhl fic #quinn hughes #nhl fanfiction #dad!jack #dad!jackhughes #uncle Quinn #uncle Luke #baby imagines #I’m doing this because I have really bad writers block right now and can’t finish anything I start

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silversainz · 1 year

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Birthdays– CL 16

Summary: post from your friends and boyfriend celebrating your birthday

warnings: I so very much rushed this I’m sorry, I was tired <3

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y/n/l/n

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oh? heard from a lil birdie that it’s my birthday 🥳

📸 by y/b/f/l/n

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DanielRiccardo happy birthday sweetheart ❤️

> Y/n/l/n big d, I love you 💕

y/b/f/l/n happy motherfucking birthday bitch 🥺🎂

> y/n/l/n I love you bitch ��😭

Charles_leclerc happy birthday my precious love 💕

> y/n/l/n you’re gonna make me cry again ❤️🥺

pierregasly finally it’s your birthday, now stop acting like a child

> y/n/l/n oh how’s your girlfriend doing btw, she studying hard?

Itssainz55 oh….

charlessainz16 holy shit??

> landonorris I can’t breath I’m cry laughing so much

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Charles_leclerc

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happy birthday to my angel, my best friend, my favorite girl and my favorite person ❤️😘

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y/n/l/n I crying I love yuo so so so much 🥺

landonorris she’s crying in the club mate 😂

alex_albon please she’s full on sobbing, everybody’s looking at us

> charles_leclerc sorry

itssainz55 she’s so beautiful

Charlessainz16 please the caption I’m so lonely

charlesgasly “my angel”….. I’m jumping off a cliff

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landonorris

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happy birthday to this idiot (beautiful) girl that I mistakenly be-friended five years ago, you’ve been my ride or die since day one. I’m (unfortunately) happy to call you my best friend. I (unfortunately) love you my big adopted sister ❤️🖕

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hamiltonvettel44 I want a friendship like theirs

Norrisleclerc46 ‘big adopted sister’ no because I’m crying

charlessainz16 please I adore their friendship so much

y/n/l/n I fucking love you lil brother (that i unfortunately love and take care of) 🥺😭

> Maxfewtrell y/n he’s crying in his room 😂

> Landonorris shut up no I’m not

> y/n/l/n lando he texted me the photo…

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y/b/f/l/n

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happy birthday to the only girl who I could truly call a sister. I’ve never been happier to say that you’re the best person I know and the best little sister i could have. happy 24 birthday my sweet baby 💕💗

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y/n/l/n I fucking love you big sis 😭❤️

landonorris hey now! She’s only my sister so fuck off

> y/b/f/l/n dude I’ve known her a whole two years longer than you have

vettelmick47 please- y’all are the cutest

albonleclerc16 I swear I want y’all’s friendship

Charlessainz16 “my sweet baby” I’m crying y’all are adorable

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Maxfewtrell

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a day late, but happy birthday to my slightly older sister 🖕

tagged y/n/l/n

y/n/l/n I’m just everybody’s sister huh? jk I love you maxy boo 😘

> Maxfewtrell never call me that again

landonorris dude aren’t these photo from like two years ago?

> Maxfewtrell shut up lando

norris444 y’all are adorable

itscharles1655 please she’s so loved by everybody it’s freaking adorable

y/n/fan16 I want a sister like her now

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #lando norris #lando norris x reader #charles leclerc x you #lando norris x you #charles leclerc imagine #lando norris imagine #charles leclerc oneshots #lando Norris oneshots #max fewtrell #max fewtrell x reader #max fewtrell x you #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 fluff #f1 imagine #f1 instagram au

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fickleminder · 2 months

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Tbh I was rereading your ficus “the years start coming and they don’t stop”, for probably the thousandth time, and I was thinking

What if the brothers want to be in MC’s life again and MC, who is now more accustomed to being alone

Minus their interactions with Solomon, Satan, & the angels(from time to time)

Is just like “do what you want, it’s fine/whatever” and they just go about their life and the brothers start seeing how MC has changed.

And so does Lilith, like MC is kind to Lilith but they keep almost everybody at arms length. Like they’re stronger but they also don’t miss that MC doesn’t smile as much around them anymore

They see MC’s growth, like someone or thing tries to bother Lilith and the brothers get there in time to see MC licking ass. When someone asks if MC’s alright they’re like yeah and maybe later find out that MC was hurt but didn’t and still do not want their help and Solomon and/or Satan come in and MC’s fine with them helping them.

Damn this turned into a thing.

But

Just a thought yeah?

💖💖💖

Aahhhh I love this so much! There can never be too much angst in a replaced!MC AU, and your idea reminds me of one of my favorite lines in TYSCATDSC part 2: Maybe you eventually learned to live without them, while they took for granted that you’d always be there.

But you’re absolutely right though; while the MC in this fic doesn’t really hold a grudge against the brothers, it’s always satisfying to think about karma biting them in the ass when they realize that MC doesn’t need them anymore. Sure, MC came back to see them again and check on their well-being, but they’re far from being as involved in their lives as they once were.

And that mini scenario is just *chef’s kiss*! I can just picture it: the whole family out for dinner at a restaurant or something, Lilith excusing herself to use the washroom, MC doing the same not long after…

Lilith rushing back with rips and tears in her dress and her hair all mussed up, crying for her brothers to help MC, not me! I’m okay but you need to help them—

The brothers seeing red and ready to completely annihilate the scum who dared to touch their baby sister and precious human, only to find MC standing over a lesser demon seemingly none the worse for wear, fists clenched and face blank.

“The binding spell should hold for at least another minute,” MC tells the dumbfounded brothers before stepping aside and dusting their hands. “Have fun, boys!”

It isn’t until much later, when Mammon and the others take turns to peek into MC’s room after getting chased away, that they see Satan gently bandaging MC’s hand and casting healing spells. Solomon is on speakerphone, chiding them for forgetting to keep their thumbs out when throwing punches.

MC sighs at all the fussing but allows themself to be taken care of. Satan presses a kiss to their knuckles when he’s done, and as they turn towards their phone to banter with Solomon, they miss the way the demon’s gaze darts towards their door with pity.

#ask #writing #obey me #obey me replaced mc au

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catindabag · 5 months

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TBOSAS on Crack short take (63)

*What are the Hungers Games for?* Read [this] first.

Sejanus: My love, my Snow Angel, wake up~. It’s almost lunchtime.

Coryo: *is half asleep* Five more minutes, Babe.😴

Sejanus: Ok! Anything for my pretty Snow Bae~.😍

Clemensia: Ugh. You’re so bad at this, Plinth.

Sejanus: Bad at what?

Clemensia: Watch and learn, lover boy. *grabs Coryo’s shoulders and shakes him like a rag doll* Wake the f*ck up, Snowy! Wake up! The school is giving away free food and money!

Coryo: *wakes up* Free food?! Free money?! Where?!

Clemensia: I lied.

Coryo: Clemmie, you’re cruel.

Clemensia: I’m normal.

Coryo: Doubt-

Clemensia: Snowy, be a dear and wake our professional dumpster diver, will you?☺️

Coryo: Fine. *turns to Festus* Bestie, Pup and Percy Price are playing Patty Cake without you again.

Festus: *immediately wakes up* Pup, you lying traitor!

Livia: Pup is not even here, you idiot.

Festus: Then where is he?!

Livia: I don’t know-

Felix: He’s currently hiding from the lunch lady again.

Festus: Lol. Did he “borrow” her hairnet again?

Felix: Worse.😔 He stole her golden spatula in the name of research.

Festus: *gets up and salutes* May the odds be ever in our brother’s favor.🫡

Felix: *salutes back* So be it.

Coryo: So be it. I’m hungry. Let’s go, Babe.

Sejanus: Yey! Hold my hand, my love-

Dr.Gaul: *blocks the exit door* Children, sit down.

Coryo: But it’s lunchtime-

Dr.Gaul: Sit.

Coryo: But I’m hungry.

Dr.Gaul: Starve.

Vipsania: *gasps* She said a forbidden word! She said a forbidden word!

Coryo: The audacity!

Livia: Dr. Gaul, can I leave? I have to fix my makeup real quick.

Dr.Gaul: Sure. Go ahead, girl.

Livia: Bye, losers! *walks out*

Urban: Yo, that ain’t fair, Doc!

Dr.Gaul: It’s Dr. Gaul to you, Mr. Canville. Besides, Mama Cardew is a monster.

Sejanus: You’re a monster!

Dr.Gaul: What are you gonna do about it, boy?

Sejanus: I will cry!

Dr.Gaul: That’s what I thought.

Persephone: That is still a form of favoritism, Dr. Gaul.

Dr.Gaul: Says the nepo cannibal.

Persephone: *starts crying* That was one time! One time!😭

Lysistrata: Dr. Gaul, that was uncalled for-

Dr.Gaul: Do you want Mama Cardew to burn our economy to the ground?

Lysistrata: No-

Dr.Gaul: Then shut your useless mouths before I shut them for you!

Persephone: Festus, Baby, hug me!😭

Festus: *hugs Percy and comforts her* There, there, Percy Price. Dr. Gaul is just a hallucination. She ain’t real. She’s just a bad dream.

Iphigenia: *raises hand* Dr. Gaul.

Dr.Gaul: Yes, pet?

Iphigenia: Can I fix my makeup too?

Dr.Gaul: No.

Felix: Wow. ✨Cardew Nepotism✨ really does work like a charm.

Coryo: Eh. ✨Cardew Nepotism✨ sucks. It only works on crazy people with real power.

Sejanus: I wish my nepotism is as good as hers.😞

Coryo: Don’t be too sad, my love. Our ✨Plinth-Snow Dynasty✨ will rule them all someday.

Sejanus: Along with our 24 gorgeous children?🥺

Coryo: Whatever you say, Babe.

Sejanus: 24 and more children?

Coryo: *sighs* 24 and more.

Sejanus: Coryo, Kiss.😘

Coryo: Sure-

Dr.Gaul: Not in front of me and my pit bull rabbit, you fools!

Coryo: Then let us go! I’m starving! I need to eat my pecan pie without looking at you!

Apollo: Yo, I have to buy a new bottle of glue.

Vipsania: Can somebody help me find my other shoe?

Persephone: I want my precious meat stew!😭

Dennis: I have an illegal business to attend to!

Diana: Does anyone have a new copy of ✨Me Before Hugh✨?🥺

Hilarius: I want to buy expensive shampoo-

Felix: Not now, Hilari!

Festus: Let us go! Let us go! Let us go-

Dr.Gaul: No! Nobody is leaving this classroom without answering the most important question of the day!

Lysistrata: The most important question?

Io: What is love?😀

Dr.Gaul: Ms. Jasper.

Io: Yes?

Dr.Gaul: Go cry in the corner before I give you and your parents another demerit.

Io: Ok.😞

Urban: So what’s the question?

Dr.Gaul: I’m so glad you asked, Mr. Turban.

Urban: It’s Urban-

Dr.Gaul: Tell me, children, what are the Hunger Games for?

Urban: I’m too angry to answer that stupid question-

Clemensia: To commemorate the war!

Dr.Gaul: Good. What else?

Diana: To commemorate the fallen heroes?

Dr.Gaul: Lame.

Dennis: To punish the rebels?

Dr.Gaul: Boring.

Felix: To punish those who stole my granduncle’s last bits of sanity!

Dr.Gaul: Lol. Nice try, brat. President Ravinstill was already crazy from the start.

Felix: But-

Dr.Gaul: He was born crazy and he will die crazy.

Felix: That’s kinda rude-

Dr.Gaul: Next!

Juno: To remind the Districts that we can be evil and ✨fabulous✨ at the same time!

Dr.Gaul: You’re not wrong, but-

Sejanus: To commemorate how cruel the Capitol is!

Dr.Gaul: Lol. Is that all?

Coryo: To Commemorate Drunk Dean Highbottom’s loser ass loser life!

Dr.Gaul: Correct- No! Not correct!

Coryo: To commemorate how angry and hungry I am right now!

Dr.Gaul: That’s still wrong-

Coryo: Let me go! I’m hungry! I need to eat my f*ckin’ pecan pie before I go feral!

Dr.Gaul: Mr. Snow-

Coryo: *is now in “feral” mode*

Sejanus: Not again-

Coryo: *is now acting like a feral wet cat* My pecan pie!

Sejanus: Babe, calm down-

Coryo: *hisses like a cat, shoves Dr. Gaul to the side, and quickly runs away* Bye, b*tch!

Lysistrata: Why is Coryo running like a skinny cat on crack?!

Sejanus: Festus, get the ropes! My poor darling lost his mind again!😭

Lysistrata: Again?!

Festus: Yeah. Poor Snowy goes full “feral” if he doesn’t eat something before lunchtime.

Hilarius: That’s wild, bro.

Festus: That’s just his weird irreversible war trauma working overtime.

Sejanus: It gets even worse if you don’t feed him his daily cabbage.😞

Hilarius: Well, that’s sad.

Clemensia: Felix.

Felix: Yes, Clemmie?

Clemensia: Are you 100 percent sure that our “prestigious” school is not secretly a mental asylum for the rich and Coryo?

Felix: I hope not.

Lysistrata: Weewoo.

Felix: I really hope not.

Pup: *comes out of nowhere holding a golden spatula* But seriously, what are the Hunger Games for?

Dr.Gaul: F*ck them kids.

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burgerkingussy · 1 year

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My Favorite Thing’s From Milo’ New Audio

(spoilers under cut)

👁️‍🗨️ Sweetheart panicking when Milo came back injured

👁️‍🗨️ Milo’s soft “i promise i’m ok”

👁️‍🗨️ “it was from me, being a dumbass” (the way he said this was just so funny)

👁️‍🗨️ The pack boys go hiking together 🥺 precious beans

👁️‍🗨️ Milo trying to make SH asking to take off his shirt sexy (this man could rival Gavin istg)

👁️‍🗨️ “i did not mean literally poke you monster”

👁️‍🗨️ *SH kisses him* “that does not make it all better” (but then he asks for more kisses)

👁️‍🗨️ “i’m no stranger to a little physical fitness” oh we know

👁️‍🗨️ Milo calling Asher “the energizer bunny on a serotonin overdose”

👁️‍🗨️ Similarly, i just love how David and Milo refer to Ash even though they’re all the same age lol iconic king

👁️‍🗨️ Asher challenging Milo to race up a “damn near vertical” mountain

👁️‍🗨️ Milo calling Ash “happy-go-lucky” and then “a competitive prick”

👁️‍🗨️ “it’s a good time, right up until it wasn’t”

👁️‍🗨️ “damn, sweetheart” 👀

👁️‍🗨️ Milo kissing SH to reassure them while SH is healing him >>>

👁️‍🗨️ Milo confirming that running in wolf form feels good >>>>

👁️‍🗨️ “i’m not gonna be the first one to give up”

👁️‍🗨️ “and the energizer bunny, takes a tumble” WHY DID HE SOUND SO EVIL SAYING THAT???!!!?

👁️‍🗨️ Milo calling Asher one of him best friends and saying that he doesn’t want him to get hurt

👁️‍🗨️ “you’re not going to believe this next part, but as a wolf, i don’t have hands” (comedian Milo??)

👁️‍🗨️ Milo THROWING himself under Ash to BREAK HIS FALL DOWN A MOUNTAIN 😭😭 (when i tell you i love the relationships these boys have 🥹)

👁️‍🗨️ Milo calling himself Asher’s personal surf board >>>

👁️‍🗨️ Milo telling the most dramatic, terrifying story and then ending it with “it wasn’t that bad”

👁️‍🗨️ Milo not wanting Ash to feel bad

👁️‍🗨️ Milo endlessly flirting with SH while they try to heal him 😙🤌

👁️‍🗨️ Milo saying “i can get them” and then letting out with string of “ow’s” is peaky humor

👁️‍🗨️ Sweetheart practicing healing magic since (/because of) the inversion (/Milo’s core being injured)🩷

👁️‍🗨️ Milo insisting on showering even though he’s “covered in full body scratches”

👁️‍🗨️ Throwback Thursday to the first time Sweetheart healed Milo

👁️‍🗨️ “Asher used my shoulder blades as an impromptu pair of skis”

👁️‍🗨️ Sweetheart’s healing magic improving from “sledgehammer” to “barely hurt at all”/“god, that feels good” >>>>

👁️‍🗨️ “you don’t have to ask baby, i trust you. i know you’ll be gentle” THE SCREAM I JUST SCRUMPT 😭

👁️‍🗨️ WDYM ITS BEEN SIX YEARS?? 😭😭😭

👁️‍🗨️ Milo is such a little shit sometimes but i love him

👁️‍🗨️ “i felt bad about him feeling bad” Milo the Best Boy

👁️‍🗨️ Asher being able to see through Milo’s shit >>>

👁️‍🗨️ Also, Asher being an angel and offering to carry Milo because he was injured (they’re more than best friends, they’re brothers)

👁️‍🗨️ Milo STILL trying to make it sexy and sensual

👁️‍🗨️ Milo’s “come here come here” 💗

👁️‍🗨️ “I want to hold you for a bit,, and thank you properly”

👁️‍🗨️ “I love you so goddamn much” Milo and Sweetheart are thee couple. there, i said it.

👁️‍🗨️ “You feel like forever in my arms” MILO FUCKING GREER 😭😭

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted brainrot #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted early access #redacted patreon #redacted asher #redacted headcanons #redacted hc

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megsforpresident · 2 years

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Damn you, Steven Hyde! - Fluff

Steven Hyde x fem! Reader

A/N: Hi! this is the first one shot i have ever posted anywhere to be honest, but I've been obsessed with That 70s show and I wrote this directly here knowing that i would be forced to post it.

English is not my first language but I always loved to write so hopefully this is not too bad. let me know what you think!

I will make a part 2 of this, that will contain smut.

trope: two idiots in love, a little bit of miss-comunication.

TW: name calling, swearing, bad bad writing, smoking weed, under-age drinking. i think that's all, let me know if there are other things i should consider.

anyway, here we go!

"Oh c'mon, I'll spend the night with you Fez." You promised. "We can watch a movie if you want, your pick." Fez smiled and crunched down a bit, hugging your neck from behind since you were sitting down on 'Hyde's chair'.

"This is why you are my favorite, Y/N/N." He smiled, accent thick on his tongue.

It was true. You were always nice to Fez and, even if you were Eric's twin sister, you were the only girl in the group that was single and Fez always thought he could have his way with you like he did with Donna and Jackie, if they were single.

Being Eric's twin sister had it's good sides. You were your parents favorite. It was more than likely to happen when you are the youngest and a girl. You weren't whoreing around high school like your older sister Laurie had been, and you brother, well Red just thought he was a dumbass while Kitty tried to baby him.

You didn't need that tho. you knew how to stand up for yourself, you were well behaved and your parents trusted you. Even if you did exactly the same things Eric did, it was always more fun to you even if you got caught.

Another thing, your friends were his and, most of the times, vice versa. The both of you had been friends with Donna, Hyde and Kelso since forever, always hanging out in your basement.

The bad side was Hyde. Not him necessarily, but the close relationship with him. You and Hyde would flirt all the goddamn time until your brother got uncomfortable.

Since you were around 11 or 12 that you had been fighting over who sits in that chair just for the sake of it, and that only stopped when you both decided by sharing a look that you would do anything to annoy your brother, so Hyde pulled you to his lap and ever since then, you would always sit on the chair or on Hyde, it basically just became a habit to everyone really.

And you absolutely adored the relationship you had with him. That's what fucked it up, Hyde grew up to be exactly your type. Or maybe your type was based on Hyde. You just know that on your last sleep over with Donna and Jackie when you borrowed your mom's cosmo you figured that Hyde filled all the categories as your dream man. And oh boy, did they tease you about it.

"But in all seriousness." Jackie said after a few laughs. "Hyde would never deserve a girl like you."

And that played over and over in your head.

After that you had gone to the disco and you bugged and bugged and bugged Hyde to come with all of you until he said yes.

That night you had danced with Fez after Jackie and you totally tired him out, after that you tried to dance with Kelso, cheer him up a bit and teach him a few moves so that he could keep up with Jackie before he realised that Fez and Jackie were outside alone.

And even after dancing for so long, you still wanted to keep going. You got that from your mother. The problem was, you obviously wouldn't dance with your brother, specially because he can't dance for the life of him.

"Hey that guy over there looks like he can dance." Donna declared, pointing over your shoulder. "He's been looking at you since you were dancing with Fez." She added quietly, mostly to your brother sake because he was obviously over protective of you.

In Eric's mind, if anything happened to you while you were both out, Red would absolutely kill him for not protecting his precious little angel enough.

"Let's see if he can dance." You add with a smirk, getting ready to get up.

"You wanna dance?" Hyde said before you even could get up. You looked at him puzzled, as did Eric and Donna. "C'mon, let's dance." He got up and grabbed your hand.

So that night you danced with Hyde to Fernando by ABBA. And he told you that he wanted to kiss you. And just for a tiny moment you thought he was joking, before you saw the seriousness in his eyes. And, god, did you wish the song could have lasted just a minute longer because you would've absolutely kissed him right there.

Ever since then, it had been different between you two, but only you had noticed. Hyde didn't want to make you weird around him and since you didn't answer, he took it as a hint that you would always be just friends.

That was another bad side of being a Forman. There were things that were hard to talk about, specially feelings. You got that from Red. But did you want to have the guts to tell Hyde how you felt.

When Christmas came along, he gave you his gift on the cruiser. He didn't get anything to anyone else because he didn't have the Money to do so.

He gave you the polaroid you had taken with Jackies camara on the next town over that you had lost over a rock, paper or scissors game. Hyde put a black frame on it with a bracelet from the concert you went to that night, and it had been in your night stand since he gave it to you.

You got him a new pair of sunglasses. The same exact ones he had and had you worked your ass off to find them. You were the only one who noticed they were broken so the lent would fall out. And he smiled so big when he opened the box, it was like he own a contest.

You thought he got the hint. He didn't. So now here he was, bragging about Chrissy, and the wild sex they just had, and how she had asked him to move to New york.

You weren't even listening until you heard your brothers pinchy voice, telling him he couldn't.

"Damn it Forman, now I lost my train of thought." He got up angry, touching your shoulder so he could sit on the chair. "Hey sweetheart." He said loudly, like he always did, coming to kiss your cheek, like he always did before you both sat back down.

"Hey Hyde." You said with a small smile, but avoided his kiss, reaching for the cruiser keys that were on the table. "What do you say Fez, wanna go grab a few movies?"

"Oh yes. Maybe the pretty blonde that works there will be there." He said excited, reaching for his jacket.

"Wait for us." You said more to your brother, knowing that as soon as Donna was gone and Michael was back they would get high, and you always did it with them, Donna didn't because she didn't like the smell.

Hyde found your behaviour weird since you never acted like that with him but your brother made the stupid joke that you were probably on your period which Donna hit him in the arm for, and quickly got back to trying to get Hyde from going to New york.

When you got to the video store, you gave Fez enough Money to rent two movies and stayed in the car. You cried, and you were woman enough to admit that you cried. Out of jealousy that he was with that Chrissy bitch, that he would leave town, but mostly because he would leave town with her.

You only realised Fez got back because he hugged you and you appreciated it even if you made him promise not to say anything and didn't exactly tell him why you were crying.

As soon as Eric heard the vista's doors closing, he got the pot from its hiding place.

"I don't think is a good ideia Hyde." Your brother said when it started to kick in.

And you blacked out. Not literally, you just didn't want to listen.

"Y/N you gonna help me and Fez out?" Eric asked.

"Nop." You answered, getting up from where you were resting against Michael. "Hyde can go to hell for all I care." And he laughed.

"Don't kiss my ass, sweetheart."

"But Y/N/N weren't you crying in the car because of..." And before Fez could continue, you threw a shoe at him. Yes, a shoe because your stoned mind couldn't think of anything else.

"You were crying?" Eric and Hyde asked at the same time but you quickly ignored them.

"I gotta pee." And with that you left before anymore questions.

The feeling left and Hyde went home to pack his bag, his mind set on going even after your brother's many tries. After dinner and before he went on his 'drive' with Donna, Eric tried to bug the truth out of you but you wouldn't open up.

"You don't want to tell me, fine." He said, annoyed. "I'm going over to Hyde's to try and talk him, do you wanna come?"

"Eric, mom and dad already talked to him, you bugged him all afternoon, me talking to him won't change anything, it won't either if you just keep repeating the same thing." You finally said, finishing up washing the plates from dinner.

"You haven't even said anything, I thought you cared for Hyde a little bit more." He said before he left and you just kept washing the dishes.

After a few minutes Donna showed up, sitting on the high stool as you cleaned the counter.

"Eric went to see Hyde before he left, he might be a bit late." You told Donna, avoiding looking at her knowing that she would know how you felt by just looking at you.

"And you stayed because?"

"It wouldn't matter if I went." Your voice was clearly emotional, not thinking about anything else but losing your best friend Hyde over New York, and the wild bimbo Chrissy.

"He likes you! You could make him stay!" Now Donna got up and you looked at her. "What are you waiting for? For him to leave with that bimbo? He's going to ruin his life in New york, Y/N/N. Talk to him, have him ruin his life here, with us." You laughed a bit.

"Do you really think I could make him stay?" You asked on a small voice, clearly wanting to ask something else.

"Of course!" Donna said. "Hyde is absolutely crazy for you." She smiled and you just left the counter half cleaned before you ran to the living room.

"I'm going out, but I promise I won't be gone long." You said before you tried to leave.

"Hold it." Said Red Forman and, you didn't even register before you stopped and turned back to the living room. "You're finally going to talk to Steven?"

"Yes daddy." You mumbled. You could have tried to fool your dad but it wouldn't pass the Red-dar.

"Take the Toyota. I don't want you walking alone so late at night." He pointed to the keys on the high table behind him.

"Thank you daddy!" You kissed his cheek and ran to the garage pass Donna showing her the keys.

You drove quickly but a lot more careful than you would have done if it was with the cruiser. Parking next to the cruiser, you quickly checked yourself in the mirror, cleaning the remaining tears and fixing your lashes, knowing that Hyde would know if you were crying.

When you got to his front porch, you saw Eric and Hyde sitting, laughing a bit. Nervously, you put your hands on the front pocket of your denim skirt and walked to them, clearing your throat so they would notice you and stop the conversation, never trusting what they talked about when alone and definitely didn't want to over hear.

"Hey Y/N/N, did you walk here?" Your brother asked quickly. "Why didn't you wait until I got back?"

"Red borrowed me the Toyota." You said showing Eric the keys. "Be careful when you back up the cruiser."

"Oh right." He said, looking between the two of you. Eric might be dumb most of the times but this one he could tell. "I guess I'll see you around if I ever go to the big Apple Hyde. Good luck." And with that they hugged, Hyde thanked him, and Eric left.

It might have been a twin thing, but you shared a look and you knew Eric hoped to every God out there that you would get Hyde to stay, even if you were going to try, it made you lose a little bit of hope that it was all up to you now.

"Hey sweetheart." He tried again, reaching for a cigarette in his pocket.

Tears were back in your eyes when you finally got closer to him, pushing him in the chest.

"How dare you, Steven?!" You asked annoyed. "How dare you even think of leaving without saying goodbye?!"

"Sweetheart..." He started, finally noticing the tears on your face, trying to get closer to you but you pushed him again, pointing a finger to his face.

"No. Don't 'sweetheart' me. You were supposed to leave this town with me. Follow me to college like a creep and sneak into my dorm room like we promised." And that's when it hit him.

You had promised that one time on a sleep over when you woke up in the middle of the night and Hyde went to use your bathroom. He was the only boy you would let use your bathroom and he noticed you were up. You both got high on the room just outside your window and made that promise with each other before you went back inside and read to him the book Eric had gotten you for christmas and you both fell asleep.

Before he could respond, you had glued yourself to his torso, crying quietly on his chest.

"Don't go. Please." You asked before he tossed the cigarette aside and hugged you back. He calmed you down, before you pulled back to look at him.

You took the glassed from his face and held his face lightly. "Even if I lost my change with you, Steven, please don't go. I don't want to lose my best friend." You whispered.

And this time it was Hyde that was absolutely speechless, just like you were the night at the disco.

"I think I really want to kiss you right now, y/n." Your breath changed, as Steven reached to put a strand of hair behind your ear. "You don't have to kiss me back if you don't want to."

And with that you took initiative, you pulled his face to yours and kissed him. You felt him smile into the kiss, holding your neck and your waist as you passed one hand to his hair pulling him to you and smiled back.

"Promise me another one of those and I might just stay the rest of my life in this stupid town." Hyde joked when you broke a part and you both laughed a bit before you pulled him back in for another kiss.

"Can have as many as you want if you go tell that bimbo you're not going with her." You joked this time.

"Oh baby, are you jealous?" Steven tried to joke as you pulled him inside his house and picked up his bag. "Straight to the bedroom, hum?" He pulled you back by the hips, kissing your neck.

"Steven?" His mother asked, loudly.

"Gotta be quiet baby love." He whispered in your ear.

"Not right now, pretty boy. You got a heart to break." You pushed him back from you a lot softer than you had done outside. "Hurry up and you might just get lucky." Kissing his cheek you, left to the living room.

You knew his mom, and she surprisingly liked you.

"Hey Edna." You gave her a warm smile before she turned from inside the fridge to look over her shoulder.

"Oh hey Y/N! What a beer?" She took two out of the fridge as she asked and turned to you. "Would offer you a soda but I don't have any."

"Yeah sure, I'll take one." You kept your cool.

"Take a seat." She offered and you sat at the small kitchen table. "What are you doing here?"

"Steven came to pick some of his stuff up, we're having a sleep over." You lied easily, taking a drink of your beer.

"You are good to him." She said, sitting across from you and only then you realised that she was drunk. "I think he has a crush on you." Edna laughed.

"Mom." You heard Steven whine from the kitchen door.

"Really?" You laughed. "Do you have anything to say about it Steven?" Before you could embarrass him further he pulled you hand and started walking through the house to get out like it was eating him alive.

"I'm staying at Foreman's tonight." Was all he said before you both left the house, and he forced you to run to the Toyota.

part 2 - to be added.

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sofiafushiguro · 2 years

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Hello!! Could I plz request Obey Me brothers + Dateables reaction to their s/o being able to shapeshift into anything weather it's an existing or extinct animal to a mythical being and they're also immortal and go into heats/mating season?

Also MC's a bottom.

: ̗̀➛ Hi, baby! This is actually my first request on my new blog so thank you <3 although I just did Diavolo from the dateable bc I couldn't genuinely think of something for the rest lol :(

Also, for reference, I tried to use the animals from the "Raise" event.

└➤ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Obey me! brothers + Diavolo x hybrid! gn! mc (separately)

└➤𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.0k

└➤⚠️𝖙𝖜: hybrids, monster fucking, mentions of heat season, matting press, oral sex (reader receiving), mentions of breeding, praising, marking, biting, somnophilia. All characters are 18+ here.

prompts

𝖑𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖋𝖊𝖗 x dragon! mc:

The thing Lucifer finds the most fascinating in you is your large wings. He thinks they are imposing and show everyone who is in charge; a real sign of a magnificent persona. Lucifer also knows that young dragons feel those urges too, and of course, as your significant other, he oughts to take action. He would take good care of you, caressing every part of your body while whispering sweet nothings to your ear; he wouldn't care if you bite him with those sharp fangs of yours, if you wanna mark him, he will let you. But be careful into wanting to take control of the situation because Lucifer won't hesitate into tying you to the bed and force you to watch him get off while you beg him to touch you.

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𝖒𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖓 x hawk! mc:

His favorite season of the year is spring, not only because the trees in the Devildom start to burst but also because he knows it is the breeding season - literally. You've explained to him million times that you can take care of yourself on those days and that he has nothing to worry about, but still, Mammon insists that he must take part in this because it is his duty as your significant other. He enjoys it a lot because he gets to be with you while in his devil form. What Mammon likes the most, is how clingy you get after being fucked dumb. You don't care that his cum is spilling from your aching hole, or that minutes ago, he was slapping your face with his hard cock, because you need to be close to him while he whispers to you how good you were.

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𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 x siren! mc:

Sirens are known for sinking human boats to force the sailors to have sexual intercourse with them; that's why when you told Levi that you only wanted him and no one else, he felt as if he was an angel again. He is flattered by your words. Why would such a beautiful siren like you like to expend their most precious days with a demon loser like him? These things don't happen every day, and because of this, he is confident that he will make you feel special. Levi is another one that enjoys being in his demon form, that's why he isn't afraid of showing you his scales while you sink your nails into his shoulders, begging him to slow down because it is too much for you, but poor Leviathan, he is so excited that he can't control himself.

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𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖓 x cat! mc:

Oh, boy! When I tell you that Satan is the most attentive and delicate boyfriend for a sweet, cute creature like you, I mean it. Lord, he takes his time understanding what's going onto that little head of yours and why sometimes you are more clingy and needy than usual, wrapping your tail around his legs and licking his hands. Satan likes to praise you, telling you how good you're milking his thick, large dick while fucking you from behind and burying your face on his mattress.

⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉

𝖆𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘 x bunny! mc:

No one understands and takes care of you like Asmodeus. During most times of the year, he loves how affectionate you are, constantly rubbing onto him and circling his legs, and to be honest, he can't blame you. He is just so gorgeous that he would do the same. And, of course, as the most beautiful demon in the entire universe, Asmodeus cannot help being loved by everyone around him, driving you crazy and full of jealousy. Why does he need other people praising him when that's your job? But don't worry, because Asmo would never do something as cruel as leaving you, that's why he lets you bounce on his cock until you feel it is enough for you; he is a sucker for your cute ears curling when you cum on his shaft. Do you need 4 rounds? Maybe 5? Even if you need to pull an all-nighter to calm his little, needy bunny, he gladly pleases you.

⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉⑉

𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖟𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖇 x puppy! mc:

As time passes, he starts to learn those particular necessities that his puppy needs. Eating together and petting you right behind the ears is awesome, but sometimes you crave a little more. He is a patient demon, I mean, having to deal with all his problematic brothers is not an easy job, but Beel loses himself when he sees you excitedly following him everywhere, moving your tail, and never leaving your side. What is wrong with you and why can't you know your place? It takes you a few thrusts of his cock touching every part of your insides to know that you are his favorite, but that as well, he needs some time alone. He fucks you stupid that you completely understand what he's trying to say by the end of the day.

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𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖗 x squirrel! mc:

His favorite part of being with you is when you wake up after hibernation. Don't take me wrong, he loves sleeping next to you and taking care of you, but it drives him crazy when you wake up needy and clingy for him. It is as if you haven't seen each other in years, but you two know it's been only a couple of months since Belphie's thick cock was filling you up completely, and as a normal demon, he has business to take care of. While you're peacefully hibernating, Belphie takes advantage of your sleeping state to fill you countless times with his hot cum, watching with lust how your tail bristles by reflex while you cum unconscious.

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𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖔 x lion! mc:

The ruler of the Devildom has a busy schedule, no doubt about it, but he always makes sure to take some time off and spend it with his lovely creature. Rolling onto your back you expect Diavolo to pay attention to you, but he is focused on some royal duties he needs to take care of, leaving you lonely and unsatisfied. However, as soon as he has some free time, he is rewarding you for being patient and waiting for him, making you cum on his tongue million times before lifting your hips, pulling your knees to your chest, and looking after you as a king would do.

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#obey me🍀#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #obey me levi headcanons #obey me levi x mc #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me belphie #obey me beel smut #obey me fanfic #obey me beelzebub #obey me fic #obey me x you #obey me x reader #tw: monster fucking #tw: hybrids

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theunholyrogue · 11 months

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Birthday Shenanigans! (Various Turtle x GN!Reader)

Today is June 21st, which means it’s mine and @scarletinkthelibrarian ’s birthday! 🥳

So, why not post a short scenario about what the turtles would do in celebrating their partners birthday!

No TW, just fluff! 😄

🎂Leonardo🎂

Leo is definitely treating your birthday in the most romantic way possible.

That man is treating you to a candlelit dinner on top of an abandoned building on the farthest side of town where his brothers couldn’t track him down and purposely left his phone at home so Donnie couldn’t track him down so that they could scope the date out.

Leonardo blindfolded you on your way up the fire escape, leading you up with his hands over yours, extending out in front of you, telling you when to step up.

Going up the final ladder pretty much gave the location away that you were on a rooftop, but you kept your mouth shut. You wanted to see what your turtle had in store for you.

Leo pulled the blindfold off of your eyes, revealing the candlelit dinner in front of you.

Lady and the Tramp style, your heart fluttered at the scene before you turned to Leo in awe.

He looked at you, looking for approval.

You threw your arms around his neck and smiled, “You’re the best! I love you so much!”

He returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around your waist and spoke.

“I love you too, now, let’s eat.”

You two ate the meal that Leo had made for you, unlike the spaghetti in L&TT— but it was still amazing!

And after dinner, Leo pulled out a small gift bag, handing it to you with a soft smile on his face.

“ You didn’t have to do that,” you stated softly, taking the bag from him. He only nodded his head towards the bag, signaling for you to open it.

Once you did, you pulled out a box with a necklace inside, on the necklace held a locket with a picture of the two of you on the inside.

“I fall more in love with you everyday, thank you, my love.”

“Happy birthday, my love.”

🥳Michaelangelo🥳

Walking into the lair, Mikey immediately greeted you with open and welcoming arms.

“Happy birthday, my precious angel!”

Your face brightened up with a smile as your partner hugged you, and you quickly returned the hug.

“Thank you, baby!” You replied, planting a kiss on his cheek.

“Of course, sweetcheeks,” Mikey grinned before releasing you from his grip.

You let go as well, but that didn’t stop the turtle from grabbing your hand and, as if his life depended on it, dragged you towards the kitchen.

Before you could tell him to chill out like before the bottoms of your shoes no longer existed he announced the decorated kitchen to you.

“Tada!” Mikey looked at you with an excited expression, flinging his arms up in the air.

You gazed around at the party decorations that covered the kitchen, streamers, confetti, balloons, you name it, it was there. You also noticed the cake and poorly wrapped gift box on the island, with two plates and two forks.

Looking back at Mikey, who now stared into your soul at you with puppy dog eyes, awaiting your response to what he thought was the BEST surprise ever, you gave him the biggest smile and thanked him.

“I absolutely LOVE it, M-Dawg! Did you decorate it?”

“Yes! I even baked you your favorite cake and I got you something!” Mikey exclaimed, walking over to the island and sitting down, you following behind.

You sat down beside him, watching as he poked candles into the cake to signal how old you were and lit them up, then slid the cake in front of you.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to my snookie wookie cookie gumdrop! Happy birthday to you!”

Mikey sang before you attempted to blow the candles out. They went out for a second before illuminating again. Blowing them out again, they relit a second them. One more time, and they sparked right back up.

You looked at Mikey with confusion, who busted out laughing, “Gotcha! You got fooled with trick candles!”

“Oh you butthead!” You exclaimed, smacking him on the arm with a smile on your face.

Doing away with the danged candles, you finally got to enjoy the cake with your partner.

Mikey pretty much swallowed his entire piece, and once he saw that you were done with yours, he nonchalantly slid the box over to you.

“Nothing is going to jump out at me, right?” You asked.

“No babe, I swear,” Mikey smiled, genuinely.

“Okay, I’m trusting you,” you replied, ripping the paper off of the box and opening it.

Inside was a stuffed turtle, like you would see at Build-A-Bear. Although, this one was clearly special as it had a makeshift orange mask around it’s face that closely resembled Mikey’s mask. You pulled the stuffed animal out of the box and hugged it before looking at your partner.

“I love it, Mikey!” You exclaimed, placing the stuffed animal to the side before tackling the turtle in a tight hug.

He giggled before returning the hug. “Good! Happy birthday, babylove!”

🎈Raphael🎈

“Ralphie, where are you taking me?” You asked, being guided by Raph’s larger hands in front of your eyes.

He had covered them at a point of the two of your guy’s trip through the city, and had been pretty silent since.

The sounds of the ocean didn’t help with the fact that you couldn’t see.

“Come on! You’re killing me!” You begged, struggling to walk at this point, feeling Raph guide guide you now with one hand, while he used his other to cover both of your eyes.

“You’ll see.”

“Are you planning to kill me? Is that it?” You asked, earning a small chuckle from him— but yet, still no answer.

“Oh my god, you are,” you stated dramatically.

“Alright now,” Raphael speaks, you can hear the smile on his face.

Eventually, he uncovers your eyes, revealing a hidden cove of sorts alongside the ocean. On the sand lays a blanket, to which Raph gladly guided you over to.

Laying down on the blanket gives the two of you the perfect view of the star written sky above, and you can’t help but feel all of the butterflies in your tummy.

Tonight will forever been etched in your memory.

You laid there, curled up next to the turtle and watched the starry sky above. You were in awe on how he could’ve chosen such a perfect activity— how he knew the sky would be clear and beautiful like this.

“I think I fall more and more in love with you everyday, Ralphie,” you spoke softly, gazing away from the sky above to look at the turtle.

He was running his fingers through your hair, or caressing your skin, and his eyes had never seemed to have left you.

“Yeah, sure,” he spoke, giving you a soft smile, “I love you, too.”

A comfortable silence fell between the two of you before he perked up, sitting up and moving you off of him as he walked towards the back of the cove.

You looked back, confused, at what the turtle was doing.

Whenever he returned, he was holding a gift bag. You rolled your eyes, “You didn’t have to get me anything! This is more than enough just to spend time with you!”

“Uh huh, open it,” he demanded, extending his arm out with the gift bag.

You went quiet and took the gift, pushing the paper aside and pulling out the the present.

It was a framed drawing of you that Raphael had drawn, with his signature below. Beside your figure was an extremely short love message.

My heart is and will always be yours. Raphael.

Your jaw dropped as you gazed over the drawing.

Holy fu—

“Thank you, Raphael, I love it,” you replied, smiling like crazy at the photo before looking at him and giving him a big ole kiss.

“Glad you do. Happy birthday, dear.”

🎉Donatello🎉

Nervous?

Oh yuh, this turtle is nervous.

In fact, you had asked him if he was okay earlier that day when you had stopped by at the thought of spending that afternoon together in celebration for your birthday. He was sweating buckets, chattering teeth, the whole shabang.

It’s only because it was your first time celebrating your birthday and Donnie INSISTED on planning something for you— to which he did. Yet, he was nervous that you wouldn’t like what he had planned.

You had showed up on time, like you said you would, and he was floored at how good you looked.

“Ready to go, yeah?” You asked, a smile on your face as the turtle nodded.

“Y-Yeah! We don’t want to be late!” Donnie replied as he walked up to you, nervously slipping his hand in with yours and guiding you out of the lair.

You followed, and luckily you were able to make conversation with Donnie that brought him out of his nervous state.

Once the two of you reached your destination, he told you to meet him on the rooftop because it was a tall building.

Making it to the rooftop, Donnie showed you what the surprise was.

Directly below was the concert to your absolute most favorite band of all time, you couldn’t believe you eyes.

“There’s no way,” you mumbled, looking between the concert and Donnie— who looked at you with nervous eyes.

“You’re the best! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” You exclaimed with excitement written all over your face, reaching up and entangling the turtle in a big hug.

He smiled, a sigh of relief escaping his throat as he wrapped his arms around you.

“You’re welcome, darling,” he replied.

Watching the concert with glee, Donnie would ask questions here and there about a song name or what a song meant, more and less wanting to see you excitedly tell him about the band you love so much.

Then, once it ended and the two of you were back at the lair, he surprised you with a gift.

You looked at it and then back at him, taking it, and opening it front of him.

He played with his hands, anxiety building as he watched you open the gift.

Once you pulled it out and looked at it, examining what it was.

Inside was a carefully crafted wooden music box that Donnie had made himself, patterned with designs of that of a turtle shell. Opening it, on the inside of the lid had a border of the same designs, while the middle had a love note written by Donatello.

I will love you like there’s no tomorrow until I breathe my last.

Donatello.

When winding the music box up, your favorite song from the band you just saw in person plays, and you can’t help but gush over the gift.

“Did you make this?”

“I did.”

“I absolutely adore it, Dondon.”

He blushes at the new nickname.

“Thank you, darling.”

So… If you made it, does that mean that you’re good with your hands?”

“Happy birthday, you dingus.”

“Hey! I had to ask!”

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jungle-angel · 7 months

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*GASP* 19 and 20 for Miles please? 😊😊😊

Babes.......you had me at Miles Miller.......the genie shall grant thy wish!!!! (lol).

Miles hummed happily as Baby Jesse nested further into his chest, the tiny little baby all snuggled under his cowboy blanket and his blue knit cap warming his little head. Miles's whole entire hand covered his newborn son's little back, holding him safely with the other as the precious little one began falling asleep.

"Dada I got Jesse's blankie!" Benny proudly declared, hauling the heavy quilt into the room after it had been freshly washed and hung in the living room to dry.

"Oh Benny be careful buddy," Miles said, cringing a little as Benny dragged most of it behind him.

"Miles, relax," his mother assured him. "Your dad and I swept the floors earlier and I helped (y/n) with a few things, so it's no big deal."

"You sure Momma?"

"Yes I'm sure," Kathy assured him. "She's doing fine, no need to bring her to the hospital in Bozeman, but Jesse will probably have to go for shots tomorrow."

Miles cringed at the thought of it. He remembered the day after Benny had been born, taking him to the hospital in Lake Tahoe the day after to get his shots. Poor Miles had cried when he heard Benny wailing like a banshee, but it had proved to be for the better.

"You wanna stay the night in that case?" Miles asked her.

"I think we might," Kathy answered. "Snow's getting bad and I don't want your father falling and breaking a leg or some other bone on the ice."

"Plus it's colder than a witch's tit outside!" Otis called from the hallway.

"Hey watch your mouth Otis John!" Kathy ordered. "Your grandchildren are present!"

"I've watched my mouth for thirty years Kathleen Ellen!" Otis called back, laughing. "That's nothing compared to what the boy heard at their age."

"Oh don't even start," Kathy chuckled. "I'm still mad at your brother for teaching him to swear in fifteen different languages."

"It wasn't my fault that Frank learned how to curse in Chinese," Otis informed her.

"Yeah? And lest you forget that your father taught him some pretty obscene things in French and Spanish before you taught him how to drop F-bombs in Japanese."

"Hey when you spend a good year and a half driving a gunboat around Okinawa and having to spend fifteen days there after the fact, THEN come talk to me!"

Miles laughed and rolled his eyes at his parents banter. It made for great comedy in the end, listening to Otis and Kathy go back and forth, but when it came to getting the boys to go to sleep, that was a different matter.

You emerged from the bathroom to find your husband, sons and mother-in-law all in the same room, everything still sore as hell but relieved that at last you didn't have to be encumbered by your heavy bump.

"Oh honey c'mere, do you need help?" Kathy asked.

"Just a little," you said. "I'm still kinda sore, especially in the legs."

"Lets get you into bed then."

You changed into your favorite white lace nightgown, cut low enough just in case Jesse needed to be fed. Kathy left you both alone for the time being, leading Benny out of the room to tuck him into bed.

Once you were snug in your shared bed, you couldn't help but marvel at your husband and your precious little boy all snuggled against his father, nor could you ignore the soft look of pure love on Miles's face.

"My sweet little angel," Miles cooed softly, rubbing the tip of his nose against Jesse's. "You know, you're alot lighter than when you were in your momma's tummy."

You smiled a little listening to Miles coo to the little boy in his arms, but the moment Jesse's little fists went to his mouth, Miles brought him right back to you.

"I think he's hungry," Miles said with a chuckle.

You gently took Jesse from your husband, opening the front of your nightgown and letting your little one latch on. "Giving your daddy trouble I see," you laughed.

Miles felt a stirring in his chest, a deep desire to reach for the sketchbook and his charcoal pencil box to draw the intimate moment. His hands quietly sketched it all out on the thick paper, going from dark to light and shading everywhere in between until a clear image of you with Baby Jesse had formed on the page.

Miles had gone to turn the page when he was suddenly taken aback by an image on the other page, one of him all snuggled with the baby in the rocker, his lips forming a soft kiss on Jesse's head.

"Sweetheart did you.....?"

"I did," you answered, smiling broadly.

"When?"

"When you sat in the rocker earlier this morning after breakfast."

"You were supposed to be sleeping," Miles told you, the smile breaking out on his face.

You stuck your tongue out at Miles, playfully as you carefully switched Jesse to your other breast, laughing a little bit.

Miles kissed your lips sweetly, putting away his book and pencil set. "You need sleep," he told you. "As soon as he's done I'll tuck him in, but I want you sleeping."

"Yes dear," you laughed sleepily.

As soon as Jesse was done and all had been taken care of, Miles tucked him back into his crib at the foot of the bed, his tiny little belly full of milk and ready for sleep. Miles crawled in beside you and kissed you again, turning out the lights and settling in for a long winter's night.

#miles miller #miles miller x reader #bad times at the el royale

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caramelcuppaccino · 2 years

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day 5 of my reading challenge:

5. who is/are your favorite book character/s? why?

PETER PEVENSIE. he is my baby. the light of my life. my angel. the apple of my eye. my precious. i just love him. i've been loving him ever since i watched tcon as a child. then i loved him even more when i read the books. he is so brave, so selfless, so cute. such a good king and brother.

then we have mr. rochester. my messy boy. isn't he adorable? i love how lost he is when he is in love. he is just so funny.

then anne shirley. my golden girl. she is who i aspire to be (though i'm too petty oopsies). i started reading the series when i was having a bad time and she helped me so much.

i'd also like to mention: percy jackson, annabeth chase, frank zhang, hazel levesque, leo valdez, malyen oretsev, susan pevensie, jane eyre, THORIN OAKENSHIELD, sophie hatter (book sophie ofc ofc), danyar from cengiz aytmatov's cemile, yusuf from sabahattin ali's kuyucaklı yusuf.

i'm so happy to FINALLY have something to post for the challenge. lately i've been busy but today i had time to sit and read for a while. 🤲🏼 i'll spend rest of my night reading some more!

#readingwithlunlun #reading aesthetic #reading books #book reading #reading #books #bookstores #bookshelf #bookstore #book #book blog #booklover #bookblr #booklr #lunlunreads

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drunkonimagination · 1 year

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Do you think Thomastair will have kids? ❤️

hiii 💖 uhhh, very good question.

well....i think they will eventually have kids, but at the same time i can totally see them being the cool and funny uncles to their friends' children and deciding not to adopt, especially since they already have zachary, who, despite not actually living with them, definitely spends quite a lot time with his brother and thomas <3 i bet they go to cirenworth every other day and zachary absolutely adores his dadash and tom and wants to stay with them all the time when they go visit (imagine him being super exciting everytime they are supposed to come, like he wakes up super early and starts jumping on his mum's bed screaming at the top of his lungs 'dadash and tom are coming today !!!! i can't wait !!!!!! maman wake up !!!!!!!!' and sona loves his baby too much to complain also how could she ever blame him when thomas is a literal angel on this earth who treats her beautiful son like the most precious thing in the world, is the man even real-)

anyway

it's basically canon that they both dote on kids and we can totally see it in the christmas party scene(s) aka the scenes that altered my brain chemistry forever so no way that among their friends' children they won't become everyone's favorite uncles....they're both kind, funny, caring, affectionate....kids just adore them and want to play with them all the time. so why not adopting kids themselves once zachary is a bit older and they're, idk, around their 30s? i absolutely love this scenario as well *sobs* and i think they would make such good parents 😭

but yesss, i cherish both the perspectives....adopting kids at some point and taking care of their own children too or just looking after zachary and being constantly adored by their friends' kids 🥺

#tysm for the ask !! <3333 #god i love talking about thomastair #i could talk about them 24 hours a day seven days a week and never get tired #im not okay #thomastair #chain of thorns #chain of thorns spoilers #chot spoilers #tlh #asks 💌

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imaginesforjohnnydepp · 2 months

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sidney's birth

in september of 1992, simone severin sat in the center of a circle surrounded by her friends and family and oohed and ahhed as she pulled a pink onesie from a pastel wrapped box. she heard the click of a nearby camera as she checked to see who it was from; her work friend abigail at ktla. "oh abby this is so precious!" it was the last present and so far, simone had recieved enough blankets, clothes, and toys to last a lifetime. her sister bridget gotten her makeup and perfume.

to be honest, simone didn't want to have a baby shower today and be surrounded by people. she felt like a whale squeezed into a dress, her feet were swollen and felt like sausages in cases, and the baby was kicking up a storm, but her mom and sister flew from new orleans to los angeles to be here, and abigail along with her sister bridget organized the whole affair so here she was surrounded by her co-workers. even johnny's friend nicolas cage came by to drop off a present. he was in the kitchen sharing a beer with johnny and her brother in law terrance.

simone tried to take in what all the women around her were saying about babies and childbirth, the debates over natural childbirth versus one with the epidural, and it was then when she felt it. like she had sat on a wet seat. her water broke. "hey girls, i hate to interrupt but... my water just broke." johnny's head perked up when he heard the phrase "my water broke" and went straight into action. johnny was freaking out, the baby wasn't supposed to be due for another two weeks and they hadn't even decided on a name!

the guests filed out of the house to give the little family some privacy. everyone was piled into the car (and it was a tight squeeze with three extra people; bridget was sitting on her husband's lap) as johnny broke just about every traffic law getting there, so he shouldn't have been surprised when he heard police sirens. "damn," he muttered as he unwillingly pulled over on the curb and the police officer got out of the car. he rolled the window down. "sir do you know how fast you were going? this is a school zone."

johnny resisted the urge to roll his eyes; there were no kids present, no one in front of him as school had been in session for five hours now. "i know, i know, i'm sorry, but my girlfriend's in labor and we're just trying to get to cedars-sinai." at this point, simone's contractions were closer together and a lot more painful and she let out something that sounded like a groan and a yell mixed together. the officer looked further into the car and saw simone severin, his favorite traffic reporter, who was clutching her huge bump and her eyes were squeezed shut. the officer remembered when his wife was in labor fifteen years ago, in the middle of the night, how hectic it was just getting out the door.

"i'll let you off with a warning. just remember to use your turn signals and follow the speed limits." johnny breathed out a sigh of relief as he thanked the officer profusely who just waved him off and congratulated him. johnny took off when the police car rounded the corner in the other direction, and after fifteen minutes, they finally made it to the hospital.

"okay, terrance, momma and i got it from here. just find a place to park so you don't get towed." johnny didn't want to leave simone but he also couldn't afford to have the car towed at a time like this. "or i can park the car and y'all can go on ahead." terrance, always the quick thinker and voice of reason, calm in the face of a storm (in a literal sense as well).

johnny handed him the keys as he, bridget and evangeline helped simone through the front doors. by this point, simone was in pain, she crying and her forehead was covered in sweat as she squeezed her sister's hand. "johnny! it hurts so bad! i swear she hates me!" he dropped the clipboard on the empty seat as bridget and their mom filled out the information so johnny could comfort her; simone grabbed hold of his and and squeezed again. "no no no, sweetheart, the baby doesn't hate you, i promise. she's just excited that she's gonna meet her momma, that's all."

soon the doctor came with a wheelchair and johnny followed behind while bridget and evangeline stayed behind in the waiting room. simone was in such a state of pain, she didn't notice other nurses rushing into the room, didn't notice a nurse stripping her clothes off and putting her in a hosptial gown. by the time she opened her eyes, she was sitting up in the hospital bed, johnny by her side who giving her tender kisses to her temples. the doctor took a peek under her gown before declaring it was time to push.

simone pushed with all her might, screaming and crying as she did so, holding johnny's hand so tightly he felt that it might break. "okay, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10." simone let out a deep breath as her head flopped back on to the pillow before saying, "i can't do it, i can't do it! she's just gonna have to stay there for the rest of her life!" she knew she was being unreasonable, but it was the truth! it hurt so bad and there was no time for an epidural.

this baby is coming, and fast. "miss severin, i see the head. i need to take a deep breath and keeping pushing. and...go! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10! baby girl is halfway out and she's so pretty! keep pushing mama!" the nurse counted to ten again and the baby was almost completely out: legs, knees, ankles and finally feet. a loud cry that wasn't simone's pierced the air; the nurse held the baby in the air so simone could get a good look. "all ten fingers and all ten toes. we're just gonna get her cleaned up a bit before the hand off." another nurse came and got the baby who was then taken into the corner where two nurses wiped her down, took measurements and then swaddled her.

soon simone and johnny were reunited with their small daughter. she was the most spectacular thing, and so beautiful. she had a covering soft dark curls on her head and her skin was two shades lighter than simone's. she'd stopped crying as soon as a nurse placed her on her mother's chest and her eyes were closed.

the nurse left them alone and said she'd come back to show simone how to breastfeed. "we still need a name for her," whispered simone. while she loved the name johnny picked out, arielle didn't seem to fit anymore now that they can actually see her. during her pregnancy, simone listened to a lot of jazz music, the stuff she grew up listening to on her parents' record player. when she and her sister were little girls, they'd sneak from their room in the middle of the night to see their parents slow dancing in the living room. she missed home, missed new orleans terribly, and the music was a way of being closer to home, just like she was in her childhood home as she cooked.

home... jazz music... sidney bechet... "how about sidney? sidney evangeline?" evangeline is her aunt's name, the name of the woman with bridget in the waiting room. evangeline and her husband henry had raised her and bridget when their own mother couldn't be bothered to do it, and plus she thought the name was beautiful. the baby let out a small sound even though her eyes were still closed, as if the name pleased her; johnny tried the name out for himself. "sidney evangeline. sidney evangeline depp."

it sounded perfect to him. "it's beautiful. she's beautiful. you're beautiful." simone was tired johnny held her while she slept; he walked around the room as he held sidney. "sidney, can you open your eyes for me?" johnny was met with the biggest brown eyes he'd ever seen and they were perfect. "hi sidney, i'm your daddy."

he sat in the chair as he told her how he met her mother. "and no matter what mommy says, she asked me out first." a while later, simone woke up and a nurse came in to show her how to breastfeed, and when she got the hang of it, johnny gave the information about sidney to the nurse to print on a birth certificate before everyone came to see sidney and simone.

after everyone had seen sidney and held her and took pictures, johnny asked a nurse to take a picture of just the three of them. they don't know it yet but they will be in for the ride of their lives in the next 31 years.

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